February 23rd, 2026

The Almost Imperceptible, But Always Present, Spoken Words of Grace

I've often felt that, that Which Sparks My Connectedness or Belongingness to the Universe, was a Rare Blessed Event, Not Understood, but Intuitively Linked to a Rare Alignment of Myself with The Universe. 

But as I've Pondered, Explored and Come to Embrace is That this Is the Ethereal Language of the Power of the Universe Spoken, So Softly And Ceaselessly, That even the Presence of a Single Thought can Drown it OUT. 

Be Still

And Know

I AM 

In the Silence , 
I Hear Poetry and Tales of Beauty 

 In the silence, I hear poetry. Where each star whispers, hear tales of unimaginable beauty. This fleeting existence, seeded by a distant past. A collection of vastly scattered pieces, self-constructed willfully in symphonic harmony. 

Are we the universe spawned, contemplating its own existence? 

Or is it all just chance? 

Beseeched by overwhelming uncertainty yet, should it even matter? In the chaos of entropy, we are architects of resilience. 

Surrender to the authenticity of this incredible conscious experience.

 After all, what is life without tales untold and wonders unseen. Be vulnerable. An agent to mystery.

Robert Frost

The Dust of Snow Falling 

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued

The Soul Trembles

Silence that trembles is never empty it carries the echoes of stars being born and galaxies collapsing. 

In the depths of the cosmos, where sound cannot travel, lies an infinite silence, pulsing with hidden life. 

The human being, fragile and fleeting, listens to this silence, seeking. answers to the questions of existence.

 Perhaps it is in that vast emptiness, which embraces all, that the longing for understanding reflects itself. 

The silence of the cosmos is not an enemy it is a space where the human soul learns to hear its own voice

Etty Hillesum

I no longer plumb the depths of despair. My sadness has become a springboard. In the past I used to think that I would always be sad, but now I know that those moments too are part of life’s ebb and flow and that all is well. This is a sign of confidence, of very great confidence, even in myself. I have gradually come to realize that I am going to manage my life properly.